Meng Chenhao and the Meng family only remember that Zhu Xiaoling was a young man who could speak loudly than the second son Meng Chenyi. Now it seems that Zhu Xiaoling has changed a lot.

Zhu Lingling muttered in the little girl's ear: "My brother didn't dare to speak loudly before. My mother said that Teacher Ning used Teacher Meng's method to train my brother's courage." In fact, Teacher Ning's method is very simple. He asked students to answer questions like the officers in the army to train soldiers and ask them to answer loudly. Whoever asked them to call the Bayi Children's School, how could they not have the morale of the army?

When he heard his sister chewing on her tongue, Zhu Xiaoling glared at Zhu Lingling.

"Have you reported it in college?" Ning Yunxi asked him.

Zhu Xiaoling was admitted to Beijing Foreign Studies University, namely the University of Foreign Studies.

When Aunt Zhu saw her son's admission letter, she couldn't believe it. Because her son is a person who doesn't like to speak and is more like a research material, how can he go to a foreign language university? Moreover, lay people like Aunt Zhu really don't know that foreign language majors have admissions for liberal arts and science.

That's because learning a foreign language requires the logic of science.

Zhu Xiaoling's English scores are very good, so there is no reason not to be admitted.

"But, he doesn't seem to be studying for a foreign language major?" Aunt Zhu could finally ask her professional teacher Ning Yunxi in person.

"Why is the translation he read is not a foreign language?" Ning Yunxi said with a smile.

Aunt Zhu said, "I can still understand what the word translation is before, and said, "I have to say it directly that it means speaking English as the Mandarin we speak. Translation and translation sounds like nothing to do with English and the Mandarin we speak."

“Doesn’t this statement sound high-end?”

Teacher Ning's playful metaphor made Aunt Zhu admire her. Aunt Zhu pressed her shoulder and thrust backwards: "Yes, yes, Teacher Ning, you are very good at teaching."

"Teacher Meng, sit down." Uncle Zhu leaned out his head to greet Meng Chenhao while pulling the wok in the kitchen.

"Uncle." Meng Chen shouted, "Don't be busy, just eat whatever you want."

"No, I bought some vegetables and rice noodles. I thought this thing was delicious and served in hot pot." Uncle Zhu asked again, "Chenhao, do you drink?"

"I basically don't drink it now."

"The army won't give it to you, right?" Uncle Zhu said with a smile that it was understandable.

Leilei was carried by his father to see Uncle Zhu's wok. After his father put him down, he ran around with his aunt and turned into a small tail.

"Leilee, I'm helping Sister Lingling get things. Don't follow me! What if you fall?" The little girl Meng Chencheng said worriedly.

Meng Chenyi came over and raised his nephew to solve the problem of Little Tail.

Aunt Zhu took his son's transcript and notice and continued to ask Ning Yunxi on the balcony. The main reason is that there are too many people in the living room and the noise is loud and it is hard to hear clearly. Ning Yunxi gave Aunt Zhu a detailed science popularization of what the translation major is for and what career can she do in the future.

"Anyway, I know that he listened to your opinions when filling out the application form, so I can rest assured by one hundred." Aunt Zhu said, folding the transcripts in her hand.

Ning Yunxi realized that Aunt Zhu was using an excuse to lead her here and asked, "Does Aunt Zhu have anything to say to me?"

"I'll tell you." Aunt Zhu grabbed her arm and pulled her closer and almost touched her ears to speak, making sure that people outside couldn't hear it. "I sent Lingling to school that day and met someone."
Chapter completed!